When the storm hits, it hits hard,
Bit by bit it breaks you apart,
One thing here, another there,
Things will never be like before,
It can't be when she's been taken away,
There will be no sun to bright this day,
The rain pours from the black sky,
As I'm forced to say my final good-bye,
When the storm hits, it slams down,
Burying you farther into the ground,
Slipping down into the rock-bottom pit,
There's no escaping this storm that hit,
Lightning strikes, injuring another,
Worries flood the mind for my father,
He'll survive, but the damage is done,
All I want is to be able to see the sun,
When the storm hits, it strangles the light,
Ripping it away where it's out of sight,
The thunder screams its mighty roar,
Warnings, brace yourself for more,
I wait it out, hoping it will all pass,
No one knows how long this storm will last,
All we can do is try to take cover,
I pray this storm will soon be over,
I just wrote this poem tonight, and it seems like a chain reaction with bad things happening to my family lately. This has been an awful two months, and all I want is for things to look brighter instead of darker. To me the storm that hit hasn't left and still is over head, because if it's not one thing it is another thing we have to worry about. I know the sun will come out, but right now the storm is roaring.
been there too. Kind of there at the moment. more hugs sent your way
I hope your storm passes, and thanks
Look at it this way,its the storm before the calm,it cant rain forever..............
True, but just wish the storm will go away soon.
hers an idea,instead of wishing for the storm to go away,why not embrace it,pay attention to it,learn something from it,then let it go,dont hold onto to it so tight,holding things like that to tightly is like holding on to a rope being pulled through your hands,no matter how tight you hold on,it will hurt your hands,try to let it go............